aimless darkness wonders through th enight
lost all the sense of what feels good and what feels right
wandering around here wearing rented self-esteem
my existence does not depend on anything

what's it gonna be like when the sky
comes crashing down
when you scream the loudest you can
but no one hears a sound
fast forward the past into a blasting triumph sound
as i look around, can you tell me now
whats goin down

dark skies somehow always fascinated me
you can follow your dark roads till you burn eternally
everyone believes that their group is chosen to
i construct my own theories that i believe are true

sometimes the truth is not as true as it seems
i've got some questions
want to know a couple things